Luyện nghe bài hát Corey's Coming

Old Joseph was a man with two first names
They him in the railroad yard when they took away the trains
And only one run a week on roaring down that lane
So, all he's got to worry 'bout is

I come by in the evening to hear 'bout he's been
He says, Come on sit kid, where shall I begin?
He starts me the stories of the glories of his past
But he always the story of his Corey for the last

And he says, "My coming, no more sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you
And like I told you, she holds you she enfolds you in her world"

I was surprised to find out all the places that he knew
And so I asked the folk if his stories were true
Well they said, Old John was born here, he's lived here all his
never had a woman, let alone a wife

And very soon you'll find out as you around
That no one named Corey's ever lived in this
So I chided the old man 'bout the truth I had heard
Well he and said, Reality is only just a word

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming aren't you
And like I told you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her

I came by one but he did not hear my shout
I looked in the and I saw the fire was out
When he would not wake up I in the door
And I saw that old John Joseph would stories no more

The at the graveyard, just three of us were there
Me and the gravedigger we heard the prayer
He said, We need not grieve for man
For we that God cares

They put the dirt over him and left me on my own
And when at last I looked up I saw I was not
So I said, If a relative, he had a peaceful end
That's when she said, My name is you can say I'm just a friend

Corey's coming, no sad stories coming
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming you girl?
And like I you, when she holds you she enfolds you in her world

So, that's the old story, I'm glad you came tonight
To see a busted down old railroad sure makes a lonely sight
You may why a young man would work out here alone
Well the job pays enough to keep some flesh on my

And I I get to missing the old man a bit
And there's one other I guess I could admit

Can't you see my Corey's coming, no more sad stories
My midnight-moonlight-morning-glory's coming you girl?
And like he told me, she holds me she enfolds me in her world